Blondes REALLY Have More Fun: Gisele LeBlanc vs. Betsy Lincoln II

[BlackAkuma]

Betsy was ready to go again. Right now, full speed, as hard and fast as Gisele was willing to go. With her body already aching for more, it was fair to say she’d grown addicted to the French-Canadian, with her already feeling the effects of withdrawal beginning to mount. You could tell that from the hungry way she licked at her lover’s skin, the manic look in her eyes, the way her body shifted and pressed on the other woman, as if desperate for every bit of skin contact.

She wanted her, craved her, needed her.

And she’d have her, soon enough. But first, a little housekeeping.

Betsy couldn't have fought this woman’s strength if she tried, so she didn’t try, letting her head be guided to one of the blonde’s glistening orbs. She smacked her lips at the direction, building up some tension, then dove in with mouth wide open and went to work.

Slow licks. Steady. Not going too fast, not overdoing it, but not giving Gisele a chance to come down from the high, either. It might’ve been a long time since she’d been in bed with another woman, but she knew what she liked, so it wasn’t too hard to project that on Gisele. Betsy even went further and brought her other hand up to work up the other breast, running her fingers along the side of it and giving it a few gentle squeezes.

[Dubski]

The Powderbuff arched her back, letting out long moans as Betsy went to work. One hand combed through her hair, the fingers curling through her locks as she felt that tongue on her breast--that wetness on her nipple, making LeBlanc pant louder. And that hand on her other breasts, squeezing it gently and really teasing her. Gisele made it very clear how much she enjoyed this, her soft moans echoing in the room.

Her free hand firmly slid down Lincoln's body, nails gently scraping against her skin before she got to her ass, giving it another spank and a hard squeeze. "Mmmm... Ooooh... Cheesecake... You definitely... haven't lost it... Mmmm...!" murmured Gisele. Then, she gripped Betsy's hair harder, giving it a tug, just enough for her to look up at the French-Canadian's face as she gave her a seductive, domineering look. "Work your way lower down my perfect body... And eat me out..." she said in her thick accent, letting out a soft groan of pleasure. "And I'll use this perfect body to absolutely devastate you... And let you feel your every desire come true..."

Then, Gisele released Betsy's hair, letting her fingers paw at the side of her face until only her index finger remained, slipping to rest on Lincoln's lower lip, giving her a hot look, her promise looking completely sincere.

[BlackAkuma]

They were still having a match, right?

Betsy could remember something about that in the back of her head, but it was rapidly getting drowned out in a sea of lust, a distant thought as she gorged herself on Gisele’s fine breasts. Even though she was ostensibly the woman on top, the French-Canadian was calling the shots and controlling the show, which she didn’t mind one bit. Not when she was moaning like that, moving like this, teasing her and taunting her and keeping her heated every second of the exchange.

So when Gisele asked - no, commanded to eat her out, there wasn’t much deliberation to be had, no questioning it. She went right to work, slipping down and coming at the Powerderbuff with an eager tongue, happy to please and even happier to get this firecracker of a woman sparking again.

Long licks, quick licks, rapid ones and slower draws. She mixed it up and stayed unpredictable as she went about cleaning up her mess, doing the job and giving Gisele pleasure along the way. At the same time, her hands came up to her opponent’s hips and ran along the sides, dragging her fingernails along the powerful muscle for a rough scratch.

[Dubski]

Gisele's hips rose to meet Betsy's mouth, letting out a lewd moan of pleasure with a few gasps in between as Lincoln got more creative. She gently gyrated, allowing Betsy to do what she wanted as she sat up, grabbing hold of Betsy's hair again to hold her in place. "Oooooo.... Cheesecake... You remember how to eat pussy too..." Biting her lip, she let out another erotic moan, loving the feeling of Betsy's fingers on her tight muscles.

In time, the Powderbuff would become hot and bothered enough to instead grab hold of Lincoln's head and roll over her hips on top of her, letting her fall backwards and letting her crotch rest on Betsy's mouth, taking the dominant position again as she looked down at Betsy below her. Gisele whipped her hair back, taking a moment to give her opponent a show as she ran her hands along her own hot body as she leaned back. Then, she would let out a husky groan before grabbing both of Lincoln's hands, palm to palm, and planting them over her head as she leaned forward, gyrating her hips over her opponent's mouth. "Like you want it... Like you need it, Cheesecake..." said LeBlanc, panting and groaning in arousal.

[BlackAkuma]

It might’ve sounded like a weird thing, but Betsy took some genuine pride in her snatch-eating abilities. True, she was rusty, but there was something to be said for enthusiasm, and she had that going in spades.There was no let up, no holding back, as her tongue went to work at an increasingly frenetic pace, as if the secret to life was buried between this woman’s legs.

It probably looked more than a little silly in action. But damned if it didn’t work.

Gisele wanted more - a lot more, if the way she flipped them over was any indication and took position on top. Betsy had a brief moment of adjusting her position for comfort, then it was back to plunging into the mines, going harder at the woman’s unspoken orders. Old juices would be mixing with new soon enough, and she arched her back to push them together just that much harder, craving every bit of contact she could get.

Deeper. Faster. Stronger. She was going to drag Gisele to this next climax, and she closed her eyes as she went about the effort, moaning into her foe’s flex and making her hips vibrate like a buzzer was going off inside her.

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc's body was heaving more and more, her beautiful, round breasts still wet with Betsy's saliva bouncing in her bent over position as she continually rocked her hips while gripping Lincoln's hands tight. The French-Canadian's tones were getting more high pitched as she moaned and whined out in pleasure.

"Oh, Cheesecake...! I'm so close!" cried out Gisele. Surely, Betsy had an idea of just how close she was as she was leaking quite a bit with her girlish juices. Then, the dam finally broke and a long, husky moan of pleasure came as LeBlanc whipped her head back and gripped Betsy's hands extremely hard, grinding out against Lincoln's face in the aftermath of her orgasm.

Betsy had done well as Gisele panted, taking deep breaths. And then the French-Canadian said, "You... have certainly earned something special..." She would need a moment, but she knew that would be able to tide her opponent for now.

[BlackAkuma]

A sexy woman grinding on her face, a room to themselves with all the time in the world, and her face filled with the proof of sexual sastifaction. What more did Betsy need in the world?

Air. She needed air.

She’d almost forgotten that in her electric purple haze, but yes, she did need to satisfy her body’s more basic needs before she hit the primal ones. It was a good thing that Gisele let up on when she did, because Betsy was starting down the road to unconsciousness, with her vision growing hazier by the second. Even though she was still on top, she managed to push her head out enough to take full breaths, as Gisele sagged above her.

”Something special, huh?” She rubbed her face against Gisele leg, clearing it enough to restore her vision. ”What’re you thinking?”

[Dubski]

The Powderbuff was feeling elated after her climax, climbing off of Betsy and grabbing her by the hair, letting out a soft coo of joy. "Oh, so many things... So many wonderful things, Cheescake... So long as you can handle it," answered LeBlanc, grinning as she reached back first, giving firm strokes of Lincoln's lower lips before giving it a slap, just to heighten her arousal even more.

Then, Gisele would take a moment to hoist Betsy up onto her shoulder belly-first and move to the edge of the bed, effortlessly carrying her opponent in this sexual duel. She would then slide off the side and stand, walking towards the dresser to the side of the room and open up the top drawer. "Take your pick on how you want to be completely ravaged..." said LeBlanc with a giggle, holding her opponent aloft in an iron grip, but tilting her forward a bit more so she could peruse what exciting instruments of pleasure might be inside.

[BlackAkuma]

Betsy was a limp rag at the moment, but even if she weren’t, there wasn’t too much she could do with Gisele. She was the faster woman, but that didn’t mean much when she was on top and weighing her down and all that she could was through her cum-soaked eyes.

As such, she might as well have been a sex doll as she was lifted up by Gisele, giving her less than zero resistance as she was hefted up. With the size similarities, it made for a somewhat awkward ride - but her captress had the strength to make it work, and Betsy was soon presented with a bevy of toys to choose from.

Strap-ons, dildo, handcuffs, chains, ropes - it was a collection that would’ve made any kinky connoisseur proud. Betsy had seen some of it before, even tried a few things with Troy on their wilder nights. One thing stuck out, though…

She reached in and pulled out a lighter in one hand and candle in the other, holding them both up with a devil’s grin. ”How do you feel about fire?”

[Dubski]

Gisele looked bemused as Betsy picked out a candle. "You want me... to drip wax on you?" asked the French-Canadian, stepping back and walking into the middle of the room, dropping Lincoln down to the ground. She would then go back to the dresser, looking through it herself. "My, my, Cheesecake... You seem like a dirty little girl," continued LeBlanc.

The fitness queen would then dangle a pair of handcuffs to the side purposefully for Betsy to see. And then she would turn and starting walking back to Lincoln, a blindfold in her other hand. "You really want me to fuck you in all the wrong ways, don't you?" Then, Gisele pressed her foot down on top of Betsy, aiming to pin her down. "Because you know I certainly can..."